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Catherine stood with Warrick and Greg behind the glass watching the women who sat in the interrogation room

Catherine stood with Warrick and Greg behind the glass watching the women who sat in the interrogation room. She was the women who had been in contact with Crane. With any luck she would give them the information to find Nick, and he would be alive and well. She glanced over to the two men beside her and realized that they were just as anxious as she was. A noise made her face the window again and she watched as Brass, and Grissom entered the room and sat opposite of the woman.

"Carey Benton" Brass stated giving her a glare from across the table.

"Yes?" She responded meekly.

"Were you in contact with a Nigel Crane at Nevada State Correctional Facility?"

"No. I have no idea who you are talking about?" Carey gave them a very innocent look, which might have worked had both Brass and Grissom been so angry about the thought that this woman had something to do with Nick's kidnapping.

"Really? Because we found letters in Crane's cell from a Carey with your fingerprints on it." Grissom stated

"How do you know that they're my fingerprints? I have never been arrested before today."

"When you applied for that new job you had to go through a background check that included fingerprints do you remember?"

Carey's face dropped as she no longer kept the mask of an innocent bystander.

"Fine, yes I know Nigel. I love Nigel, and I will never tell you where he is."

"We just want to know about Nick?" Grissom replied. "We just want to find him and know that he is okay."

"No, I won't tell you about Nick either."

"Why not? We just want to bring him back home, with his friends and family. How would you feel if you were just taken from them? What if you were taken from Nigel?"

"No, I won't tell you. Nigel loves Nick and would be so upset if he was taken away. Nick is his best friend, besides I think you would be surprised at how well they get along now. I don't know that Nick would want to come back with you."

Grissom's face went white. Nick was alive, and something had happened to him to make Carey believe that Nick didn't want to come back to them. Had Nick given up hope? Had Nick thought that he would no longer be welcomed back? No, he couldn't believe that. Nick was just playing along in order to survive. That was it. Nick was a survivor.

"Nick would never be friends with Crane." Grissom replied and with that he stood up and walked out of the room leaving behind Brass and Carey.

Catherine walked out into the hallway and caught up to Grissom.

"She is never going to tell us anything." Catherine said as she came up along side of him.

"I know. We will just have to find out for ourselves. Have Greg and Warrick go over the car, and we will go check out where she worked."

Catherine nodded in agreement and headed off to find Greg and Warrick and give them their assignment.


Crane paced back in forth across the room. Occasionally he would glance at the monitor that showed Nick sitting in the room downstairs reading a book, and then he would go back to pacing.

She had been gone too long. Carey had gotten the new job and had headed off for her first day today. She was suppose to have been home almost 4 hours ago, but yet there was no sign of her. He had called her cell several times, but nobody ever picked up.

He was worried. Was she hurt? Was there an accident? Was she just held up at work and couldn't answer the phone? Or, had she left him?

As he thought about this last possibility his anger boiled inside. She had left him. Why would she do that? And every time he thought about it he would look up and see Nick on the monitor. Nick. Nick had said something to her to change her mind. It was Nick's fault; he had turned her against him.

Crane grabbed the remote lying on the desk next to the monitor and walked quickly out of the room and towards the stairs. He was going to find out what was going on, and what Nick had done no matter how long it took.


"I think I found something." Greg exclaimed as he pulled himself up from the position he was in on the floor of the car.

"What is it?" Warrick replied.

"It looks like some kind of manure. Didn't the dirt that we found in Nick's house indicate that Crane was probably coming from a farm."

"Yeah, so?"

"Well this might tell us what types of animals are on the farm, and hopefully it will narrow it down for us."

"That's good. I found out the mileage of her last trip, it was about 30 miles."

"So if she came into work from the house, then the house is in a 30 mile radius of the town. Hopefully the town is small and there aren't that many."

"We better get that sample to Hodges and figure out what it is."

Greg nodded in agreement and then headed towards the trace lab.


Catherine and Grissom had no luck with finding out any information in the town. She had moved there about 6 months ago, and they only time they saw her was when she got mail and groceries. They had headed back to the lab hoping that Warrick and Greg had had better luck.

As they walked into the lab they noticed that Hodges lab was unusually full. They headed towards the room and overheard the conversation inside.

"The manure that Greg found was llama manure." Hodges stated.

"How many farms contain horses in our radius Greg?" Warrick asked.

Catherine and Grissom walked in at this time and stood in the door way listening. Greg was at the computer doing a quick search. "There are three farms with llamas within that radius. One is owned by a Michael Hart, another by a Walter McKenzie, and a third by a Harold Markus."

"Any indication that one of these is a fake name by chance." Warrick asked as he scanned the map looking from the addresses of the houses Greg had listed and the map.

"None, which I can tell, but all three are pretty isolated. They don't have any living family and only come in town about twice a year."

"So, Crane and Carey could have easily killed one of the occupants and stole their house without anyone being the wiser."

"Yep, basically." Greg's face was downcast as he thought of how close they were yet still so far away.

"Well we will just have to search everyone then right?" Grissom said surprising everyone in the room as they looked to him.

"Grissom, no judge is going to give us a warrant to search 3 random people's houses on this evidence."

"Well I will just have to pull a favor then." Catherine stated and she turned around and left.

An hour later Catherine came back holding three warrants in her hand, one for each of the houses.

Wow, it is coming to an end. Hopefully I will have the final few chapters up by the thursday. Hope you all enjoy it.